Tuesday, April 12, 2016

For the past 3 months I have been teaching home schooled children how to play the ukulele. They have been coming to my home once a week to learn songs, and now for the past month we have been performing them at retirement centers.

Yesterday I took my ukulele group to a private home to sing and play for
the residents living there. The husband and wife of this home care
for 6 elderly women plus the wife's mother. You immediately felt love and peace upon
walking into their home.

The husband
introduced all the women and told us their names and a little about
their backgrounds. All were wonderful women who had accomplished much in their lives. One had taught school for
40 years, a couple of the women were musicians, one had something to do with the opera,
and one had served with her husband when he was a mission president for the LDS Church and when he was temple president of the Snowflake LDS Temple. Then the man said, "but they
won't remember anything after you leave, so don't worry about making any
mistakes! In fact you could come back tomorrow and they wouldn't
remember you."

We had a wonderful time playing for them, and I am
always energized after these performances and visits with the elderly.
They are so sweet and appreciative of everything you do and they LOVE
the children. We were invited to come back often. But as I drove home I
kept thinking, "So what's the use. Why did I spend time going there
and why should I go back again if they won't even remember that we have
been there."

I know deep inside that we should show kindnesses to everyone, but
what if they forget our kindnesses????? Then I thought if my mother or father were suffering from dementia or Alzheimer's, I
certainly would want people coming and visiting them to bring them joy
and happiness, even if it only lasted a half hour.

I was thinking
about all these things while driving, and was almost home and sitting
at a green light, waiting to turn left, when I saw a little tiny dog
running on the street between two oncoming cars. It suddenly veered
into one of the cars and was hit and immediately killed. I thought
about how important one moment was to him--life and death. Then I
thought about how important moments are to those who won't remember with
their physical minds, but will remember with their spiritual minds.

I thought about babies who won't remember the love and singing and hugs and kisses we lavish on them as infants. I thought about the toddlers and preschoolers who won't remember the picnics and toys and games we played with them for countless hours.

But though they may not remember the exact moments we shared, they will remember the feeling of love they received from us and the special ties they have as they continue growing and begin to remember fun times.

It's those drops of water, adding one at a time that makes an ocean. It's the love and strength of that love that ties them to us forever. And when they are parents, and hugging and kissing their babies, they'll know. In the eternities they will remember. It is so worth it to make the memories now!

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I'm a widow, mother of 7, grandmother of 20 (10 grandsons and 10 granddaughters!) and recently retired school music teacher. I'm a piano teacher, banjo student, and advocate for families. I want to share music with as many families as I can to help them enrich and fortify their homes.